How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders]

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How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders] Dec 23, 2012 19:00:00 GMT -8

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Post by Deleted on Dec 23, 2012 19:00:00 GMT -8

James was growing increasingly frustrated with their current predicament, and infuriated with himself for neglecting to place a pepper-up potion in his robe. Though he was only 16, he sometimes felt ancient- constantly exhausted because he was stretching himself a bit thin this year. Note to self: NEVER leave the dorm room without at least THREE vials of pepper-up. EVER. He nodded in consent to Sirius's direction, and hastily followed his friends towards the Gryffindor tower. If they were swift, they would arrive at their destination in ten minutes or less, though it largely depended on the movement of Filch and the prefects. A newfound sense of determination to reach his comforting bed kicked in, and he quickened his pace by nearly triple.

Gaining back his wits, he mockingly retorted Moony's last refrence to his weight. "Oh, no Remy! You know I work hard to keep my figure in pristine shape just for you, love. You're breaking my tender little heart." he sighed dramatically, pretending to whimper in grief. "Bugger off, I'm fit and you know it." he snapped, thought not in an overly cruel tone. Just enough bark to let Remus know that he would bite, if the need arose.

He turned his attention back to Sirius as they hastened towards their targeted location. "To take care not to bite Mrs. Norris too hard, Pads. We really wouldn't want a full scale criminal investigation before the announcement of the Wizarding Cup contestants." he released a whispered laugh, Filch would be the only man in existence to declared feline homicide. "Speaking of the cup, how did you interview go, Remus? We're counting on a Gryffindor to win it, you know. No pressure though, mate." he questioned curiously, astonished that his friend hadn't said anything as of yet. Almost there now, just another, oh, 8 minutes or so. His muscles ached for the embrace of his quilts.

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How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders] Jan 1, 2013 6:10:39 GMT -8

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Sirius ignored James whinging at Remus about his weight. He knew the heaviness came from muscle weight since he had to keep his body in excellent condition if he wanted to be on top of his game. James wouldn't allow his body to go soft and doughy. While amusing, Remus prodding that oversized ego was more a distraction at this moment.

He glanced back as James chided him, trying to keep him in line apparently. I wouldn't want that taste in my mouth anyway. Who knows what she gets into wandering the castle,

[/b] He sneered, lips curling a little in disgust. The thought of having Norris taste in his mouth was enough to make him feel a little ill.

He was going to do his damnedest to get them all to the tower without incident. That would require a little more concentration than this though. Ladies, I truly want to hear how the interview went so now is not the best time. Also, we have to get up early. Perhaps now is not the time for chit chat?[/b] He offered as a forceful suggestion. He loved both the other boys, and very much wanted to hear Remus' answer. However, if he were going to get them up a few more floors he needed his full concentration on the task at hand so he would miss what the other Marauder had to say.

He let out a small sigh, showing his dislike at the idea of not knowing how Remus did and was really starting to get tired himself. Perhaps if he just upped his pace, the others would hurry as well. Since he held the map, they wouldn't know any problem spots on their own. With the thought flitting through his mind, Sirius started walking faster, eyes flicking this way and that try and see that damn cat.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders] Jan 2, 2013 12:46:41 GMT -8

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They were nearly jogging now, which was more of a relief than a hindrance to be perfectly honest. The quicker they set their pace, the more rapidly James would arrive to the encompassing comforts of his four poster bed. How he longed for his hippogriff feather pillows and the silken gold-and-maroon patterned linens that shrouded his mattress. The thought was so heavenly at that very moment that he hardly realized they were nearly at their destination. Only one more flight of ever-changing stairs and two corridors before they reached the portrait of the Fat Lady at last! A sense of mitigation spread to his mentality, easing his stress with the anticipation of a much needed nocturnal slumber.

He offered Sirius a wide grin at the boy's response, muttering"Filch and Norris probably share leftover goose entrails from the kitchens, washing it down with savory toilet water. A rare and most sought after delicacy for the likes of the duo!" It wasn't such a far fetched thought, Mrs. Norris fed of the scraps of the house elves, to be sure. Filch, on the other hand, most often smelled of strong alcohol- perhaps Piskeywither Vodka or something of the like. For no more than a fleeting millisecond, James wondered if the man really had it so horribly that he was forced to drink away his sorrows. It was a despondent idea, to say the very least, and James quickly brushed off the sentiment.

James stifled a yawn as he listened to Snuffle's reasoning, deciding that it was a fair enough suggestion. "Vey well, I was simply trying to liven up the mood of our adventure, Pads. It's a rather long and mundane and monotonous stroll up the tower, you know! he conceded. Instead, he chose to pass the irksome journey by whistling a low and guttural tune. Would it annoy the living daylights out of his comrades? Perhaps, but he was in dire need of an activity to pass the tedious time, or he might just doze off in the concrete abyss of the Hogwarts hallways.

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How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders] Jan 19, 2013 11:07:15 GMT -8

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The dark haired teen wrinkled his nose at the thought of this "rare and sought after delicacy" James seemed to think they would find tasty. He could barely stomach the idea himself. Even as a dog he had better taste than that. He cleared his throat, forcing the thoughts away and refocusing on the task at hand.

He twirled his wand a little, considering on how to make James' night all the better despite the long walk to the tower. Well, since we can't have the sleepy princess be bored,

[/b] Sirius mused, an evil smirk pulling at his lips. He glanced at Prongs, flicking his wand. He aimed a well meaning spell at his best friend, helping to put a little extra pep in his step since this was so dull.

He grinned back at Remus, wondering if the other boy would like to add a little something to liven up James' night. As if laying lines and hexing a whole house wasn't excitement enough.[/blockquote][/blockquote]

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How to Trip a Snake [Sirius/Marauders] Jan 20, 2013 21:11:57 GMT -8

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James tousled his hair, a subconscious and completely involuntary motion by now, as he let out an exaggerated guttural yawn. Out of the very corner of his vision, the exhausted Gryffindor lad observed his best mate aiming a wand at the expanse of exposed flesh between his eyes. Unfortunately, in his prevailing state of fatigue, James was not hasty enough in his proclamation of protest. Quite suddenly a sense of dynamic jubilance had encompassed his mentality, and caused his physique to regain it's signature charismatic vigor. His pace instantly tripled, and he briefly turned his attention to Sirius in order to mutter a brief retort. "I am most certainly not a princess, you flea infested pup." James jested in an obnoxious tone that was far too perky for the wee hours of the morning.

"However, I quite appreciate the gesture. Perhaps I shall make it to the comforts of my duvet for a bit of rest after all." he praised, offering a wide and endearing grin to his comrades. James perused the map over Padfoot's shoulder for a fleeting moment, assuring the path was clear before bounding haphazardly up the next flight of stairs. Once he reached the apex of the steps, he stretched his arms far above his head, enjoying the animated sensation of temporary invigoration. He hummed an erratic and nonsensical tune as he awaited the arrival of his companions, pacing the width of the corridor in his restlessness.

"Come now, boys! Let us conclude our adventure at long last. Only a single hallway stands between us and the elusive and lucrative promise of sleep." he declared in a rather delirious pitch, obviously infected by whatever form of magic Sirius had utilized. He whistled an atrocious and not-so-rhythmic tune through sporadically chattering teeth. He was certainly not enjoying the peculiar side effects of this sort of cheering charm, and he made a mental note to question Snuffles on his choice at a later time. For now, his sole focus and purpose was to seek his four poster bed whilst remaining detention free. Thus far, they had successfully maneuvered about the castle without incident with Filch or the various prefects patrolling the school. At this point, there was little chance of any detrimental mishaps. A genuine smile played across James' lips, a blissful gratification at the realization that they were mere hours away from the fruition of the Marauders intricately laid trap. Oh, what a delightful spectacle the entire Great Hall was in for during breakfast the following morning!

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